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Waka Flocka Flame Featuring Roscoe Dash & Wale - "No Hands"

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    Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011



    Waka Flocka Flame Featuring Roscoe Dash & Wale - "No Hands" Lyrics


    [Roscoe;Chorus:]
    Girl the way you're movin'
    Got me in a trance
    DJ turn me up
    Ladies dis yo jam
    I'ma sip Moscato
    And you 'gon lose dem pants
    Then I'ma throw this money
    While you do it with no hands
    Girl drop it to the flo'
    I love the way yo booty go
    All I want to do is sit back
    And watch you move
    And I'll proceed to throw this cash

    [Waka;Verse 1:]
    (Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, Whoa, Whoa)
    All that ass
    In yo jeans
    Can Wale be
    Can Roscoe scheme
    Long hair she don't care
    When she walk she get stares
    Brown skin or a yellow-bone
    DJ this my favorite song
    So I'ma make it thunderstorm
    Bud, want it Flocka yea
    Blowin' fuck it i dont care
    Chests' flyin' everywhere
    Got my partner Roscoe, like bruh
    I'm drinkin', help can't you tell
    Booze help me hit them 15 steps[?]
    I'm fuckin', well i'm tryna hit the hotel
    With 2 girls that swallow me
    Take this dick while i'm swallow[?]
    Moscato got her freaky
    Aye you got me in a trance
    Please take off yo pants
    Pussy pop on her handstand
    You got me sweatin'
    Please pass me a fan damn!

    [Roscoe;Chorus:]
    Girl the way you're movin'
    Got me in a trance
    DJ turn me up
    Ladies dis yo jam
    I'ma sip Moscato
    And you 'gon lose dem pants
    Then I'ma throw this money
    While you do it with no hands
    Girl drop it to the flo'
    I love the way yo booty go
    All I want to do is sit back
    And watch you move
    And I'll proceed to throw this cash

    [Wale;Verse 2:]
    (Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
    She said look ma no hands
    She said look ma no hands
    And not darling I don't dance
    And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka
    I think i deserve a chance
    I'm a bad mothafucka
    Gon' ask some mothafuckas
    A young handsome mothafucka
    I sling that wood
    I just don't chuck 'em
    And, who you wit
    And, what's yo name
    And, you not hear boo, I'm Wale
    And, that D.C. shit I rep all day
    And, my eyes red cuz of all that haze
    Don't blow ma, ha
    Let me shine
    Drumma on the beat
    Let me take my time
    Nigga want beef we can take it outside
    Fight for what broad
    These hoes ain't mine
    Is you out yo mind
    You out yo league
    I sweat no bitches
    Just sweat out weaves
    Where our tracks
    Let me do my thing
    I got 16, for this Roscoe thing
    But, i'm almost done
    Let me get back to it
    Whole lotta loud
    And a little backwood
    Whole lotta money
    Big tip I would
    I put her on the train
    Little engine could, bitch

    [Roscoe;Chorus:]
    Girl the way you're movin'
    Got me in a trance
    DJ turn me up
    Ladies dis yo jam
    I'ma sip Moscato
    And you 'gon lose dem pants
    Then I'ma throw this money
    While you do it with no hands
    Girl drop it to the flo'
    I love the way yo booty go
    All I want to do is sit back
    And watch you move
    And I'll proceed to throw this cash

    [Roscoe;Verse 3:]
    (Roscoe Dash, let's go)
    R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. shawty put it on me
    I be goin' ham
    Shawty upgrade from baloney
    Them niggas tippin' good
    Girl but I can make it flood
    Cuz I walk around
    With pockets bigger than my bus
    Rain, rain go away
    That's what all my haters say
    My pockets stuck on overload
    My reign never evaporates
    No need to eleberate
    Most of these ducks exaggerate
    But, i'ma get money nigga
    Everyday stuntin' nigga
    Ducks might get a chance after me
    Bitch i'm ballin'
    Like i'm comin' off of free throws
    Cuz the head of the game
    No cheat codes
    Lambo, Roscoe
    No street code
    And your booty got me lost like Nemo
    Go, go, go
    G-gon' and do yo dance
    And, i'ma throw this money
    While you do it wit no hands
    (I'm gone!)

    [Roscoe;Chorus:]
    Girl the way you're movin'
    Got me in a trance
    DJ turn me up
    Ladies dis yo jam
    I'ma sip Moscato
    And you 'gon lose dem pants
    Then I'ma throw this money
    While you do it with no hands
    Girl drop it to the flo'
    I love the way your booty go
    All I want to do is sit back
    And watch you move
    And I'll proceed to throw this cash


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Chris Brown Featuring Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes - "Look At Me Now"

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    Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011



    Chris Brown Featuring Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes - "Look At Me Now" Lyrics

    [Chris Brown]
    Yellow model chick
    Yellow bottle sipping
    Yellow Lamborghini
    Yellow top missing
    Yeah yeah
    That sh-t look like a toupee

    I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
    Ladies love me, I’m on my cool J
    If you get what I get what would you say
    She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi
    And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

    [Hook]
    Look at me now, look at me now
    Oh, I’m getting paper
    Look at me now
    Oh, look at me now
    Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

    Lil n-gga bigger than gorilla
    Cause I’m killing every n-gga that
    Try to be on my sh-t
    Better cuff your chick if you with her
    I can get her
    And she accidentally slip fall on my dick
    Ooops, I said on my dick
    I aint really mean to say on my d-ck
    But since we talking about my dick
    All of you haters say hi to it
    I’m Done

    [Busta Rhymes]
    Ayo Breezy
    Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
    When your doing that thing over there, homie
    Lets go

    Cause I feel like I’m running
    And I’m feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
    Better know that I don’t and I won’t ever stop cause
    You know I gotta win everyday day, goooo
    See they don’t really wanna pop me
    Just know that you will never flop me
    And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo
    You aint never gonna stop me
    Everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it then I got it going
    Then I gotta get it, than I gotta blow, than I shut it any little thing
    That a n-gga think he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I’m gonna dead it
    Then I’m gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
    I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple n-ggas
    That I’m always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again
    And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
    A n-gga better call a ref, everybody know my style
    And n-gga’s know that I’m the the best
    When I come to doing this and I be banging on my chest
    And I bang in the east and I bang in the west
    And I come to give you more and I never give you less
    You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
    Do you really wanna know whats next, lets go
    See the way we on, we be all up in the race and you know
    We gotta go, don’t try to keep up with the pace
    We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in
    And always gotta take it to another place
    Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
    And I gotta cut all through this traffic
    Just to be at the top of the throne
    Better know I gotta have it

    [Hook]
    Look at me now, look at me now
    oh, I’m getting paper
    look at me now
    oh, look at me now
    yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

    [Lil Wayne]
    Man f-ck these bitch ass n-ggas how yall doin?
    I’m Lil Tunechi, I’m a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
    I dont eat sushi, I’m the shit, no I’m pollution, no substitution
    Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, p-ssy juicy
    I never gave a f-ck about a hater, got money on my radar
    Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator
    You n-ggas aint eatin, f-ck it, tell a waiter
    Marley said shoot em, and I said “ok”
    If on that bullshit then I’m like “ole”,
    I dont care what you say, so don’t even speak
    Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
    That’s word to my flag, and my flag red
    I’m out of my head, bitch I’m outta my mind from the bottom I climb
    You aint hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I’m not even trying
    Whats poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin f-ck em five
    I aint got no time to shuck and jive, these n-ggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
    Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight
    Bitch, I been tight, since guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white
    And my mommas nice and my daddy’s dead
    You faggots scared cause I’m too wild, been here for a while
    I was like f-ck trial, I puts it down
    I’m so young money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch!

    [Hook]
    Look at me now, look at me now
    oh, I’m getting paper
    look at me now
    oh, look at me now
    yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker


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Trey Songz - "Love Faces"

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    Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011



    Trey Songz - "Love Faces" Lyrics


    When I met you woman
    I couldn't help but notice a face so beautiful
    Now imagine, the faces you'd make if we ever made love

    (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

    Pulled up in the drop top Benz
    Hit the horn two times and you walked outside (mmmhmm)
    Dress keep hugging them thighs
    And the only thing inside my mind is (mmmhmmm)
    I want you
    Yes I do, and if there's anything you suggest I do
    Then tell me

    Now we all in the crib on my sofa
    Girl I'm so glad you came over
    I wanna tell you 'come closer'
    But I don't know if you feel, like I feel
    Tell me girl

    Don't it feel good when I touch on it
    Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you
    Come kiss me, come with me
    Down the hall to my bedroom
    Tonight we'll be

    Making love faces, making love faces
    Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin'
    Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out your perm and
    Making love faces, making love faces
    My hands rubbin' on your skin
    Let's go hard don't hold it in

    Girl let me wrap my hands around you (hands around you, hands around you)
    So happy every since I found you
    Just like a kid who found some candy
    Let me feel and find your panties

    Take 'em off take em off take em off

    Take 'em off please
    Oh down on my knees
    Ohh, You're right in front of me
    Don't have to pay for my attention
    Can you hear me is you listenin?
    Baby be real with me
    I wanna know


    Don't it feel good when I touch on it
    Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you
    Come kiss me, come with me
    Down the hall to my bedroom
    Tonight we'll be

    Making love faces, making love faces
    Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin'
    Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out your perm and
    Making love faces, making love faces
    My hands rubbin' on your skin
    Let's go hard don't hold it in

    The way you bite your lip
    Is that your way of tellin' me you like it?
    Mmhmm, if I'm the best you ever had girl in your life
    Say mmhmm, and when your eyes roll back in your head
    The shakin' in your legs
    Mmhmm, mmhmm, that's what she said

    Making love faces, making love faces
    Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin'
    Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out your perm and
    Making love faces, making love faces
    My hands rubbin' on your skin
    Let's go hard don't hold it in, love faces


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Lil Wayne Featuring Cory Gunz - "6 Foot 7 Foot"

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    Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011



    Lil Wayne Featuring Cory Gunz - "6 Foot 7 Foot" Lyrics


    [Hook]
    Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
    Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

    [Lil Wayne Verse 1]
    Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
    Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
    Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
    You don’t want start Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisher
    So misunderstood, but what’s a World without enigma?
    Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers
    Got the girl twisted ’cause she open when you twist her
    Never met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her
    Life is the bitch, and death is her sister
    Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin’ family picture
    You know father time, we all know mother nature
    It’s all in the family, but I am of no relation
    No matter who’s buying, I’m a celebration
    Black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation
    F-ck that shit, my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut
    Young Money running shit and you n-ggas just runner-ups
    I don’t feel I done enough, so I’ma keep on doing this shit
    Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish


    [Hook]
    Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
    Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

    [Lil Wayne Verse 2]
    I’m goin’ back in
    Okay, I lost my mind, it’s somewhere out there stranded
    I think you stand under me if you don’t understand me
    Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
    But hoes gon’ be hoes, so I couldn’t blame Tammy
    Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
    I beat the beat up, call it self defense
    Swear man, I be seeing through these n-ggas like sequins
    N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
    Talking to myself because I am my own consultant
    Married to the money, f-ck the world, that’s adultery
    You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk
    Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
    Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt
    Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off
    Real n-gga all day and tomorrow
    But these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke
    Glass half empty, half full, I’ll spill ya

    Try me and run into a wall, outfielder
    You know I’ma ball ’til they turn off the field lights
    The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe
    Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do
    If these n-ggas animals, then I’ma have a mink soon
    Tell ‘em bitches I say put my name on the wall
    I speak the truth, but I guess that’s a foreign language to y’all
    And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on
    But most of y’all don’t get the picture ‘less the flash is on
    Satisfied with nothing, you don’t know the half of it
    Young Money, Cash Money
    Paper chasing, tell that paper, “Look, I’m right behind ya”
    Bitch, real G’s move in silence like lasagna
    People say I’m borderline crazy, sorta kinda
    Woman of my dreams, I don’t sleep so I can’t find her
    You n-ggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant
    I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate
    Yeah, with a swag you would kill for
    Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder
    Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well
    Tell ‘em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell

    [Cory Gunz]
    Word to my mama, I’m out of my lima bean
    Don’t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
    Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen
    Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend
    I played the side for you n-ggas that’s tryna front, and see
    Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me
    Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
    Disturb me, and you’ll be all over the flow like Luda
    Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I’m bald like Cuba
    And I keep a killer ho, she gon’ blow right through ya
    I be mackin’, ’bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover
    Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter
    N-ggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
    Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
    Wayne, these n-ggas out they mind
    I done told these f-ck n-ggas, so many times
    That I keep these bucks steady on my mind
    Tuck these, I f-ck these on your mind, pause
    To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love?
    Keep throwin’ my sign in the middle
    Hit ‘em up, piece on my side, ’cause ain’t no peace on my side, bitch
    I’m a man, I visit urinals abroad
    Tune told me to, I’m shooting when the funeral outside
    I’m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX n-gga, ya heard?
    Gunna

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Nicki Minaj Featuring Drake - "Moment 4 Life"

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    Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011




    Nicki Minaj Featuring Drake - "Moment 4 Life" Lyrics

    I fly with the stars in the skies
    I am no longer trying to survive
    I believe that life is a prize
    But to live doesn’t mean you’re alive

    Don’t worry about me & who I fire
    I get what I desire
    It’s my empire
    And yes, I call the shots, I am the umpire
    I sprinkle holy water upon the vampire

    In this very moment I’m king
    In this very moment I slayed Goliath with a sling
    This very moment I bring
    put it on everything, that I will retire with the ring
    and I will retire with the crown, Yes
    no I’m not lucky I’m blessed, Yes
    clap for the heavyweight champ, Me
    but I couldn’t do it all alone, We
    Young Money raised me, grew up out in Baisley
    Southside Jamaica, Queens and it’s crazy
    cuz I’m still hood, Hollywood couldn’t change me
    shout out to my haters, sorry that you couldn’t faze me
    Aint being cocky, we just vindicated
    Best believe that when we done this moment will be syndicated
    I don’t know, this night just remind me of
    Everything they deprived me of
    P-p-p-p-put your drinks up
    It’s a celebration every time we link up
    We done did everything they could think of
    Gr-Greatness is what we on the brink of

    [Chorus]
    I wish that I could have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life
    In this moment, i just feel so alive, alive, alive
    I wish that I could have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life ( I could have this moment x3)
    This is my moment, I just feel so alive ( I could have this moment x3)

    [Drake]
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah, ugh
    What I tell em hoes bow bow bow to me, drop down to ya knees
    Young Money the Mafia that’s word to Lil Cease
    I’m in The Dominican Big Papi Ortiz
    Doin’ target practice all these bitches just aiming to please

    Shoutout to the CEO 500 degrees
    Shoutout to the OVO, Red Wings and fatigues, oooow
    Niggas wanna be friends how coincidental
    This supposed to be y’all year we ain’t get the memo
    A young King, pay me in gold
    Forty got a bunch of weed he ain’t even rolled
    These niggas be droppin songs they ain’t even cold
    Weezy on top and that nigga aint even home, yet!
    Yeah, be very afraid these other rappers getting bodied and carried away
    Fuck it me and Nicki Nick gettin’ married today
    And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, ooooh
    Yeah, you a star in my eyes, you and all them white girls party of five
    Are we drinking a lil more I can hardly decide
    I can’t believe we really made it I’m partly surprised, I swear
    Damn, this one for the books, man!
    I swear this shit is as fun as it looks, man!
    I’m really tryna make it more than what it is, cause everybody dies but not everybody lives, Ahhh

    [Chorus]

    This is my moment
    I waited all my
    Life, I can tell it’s time
    Drifting away I’m
    One with the sunset
    I have become alive
    I wish that I can have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life
    Cause in this moment I just feel so alive, alive, alive

    I wish that I could have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life
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